Lord Belial

Desolate Passage

Lord Belial


Wandering through the cold mist as night falls 
Stalking the pale and dying face of the earth 
Reflections of past life is haunting me 
Dark deceptions… no solace 

Onward I must carry on 
As I hear the splendid call 
Cold fog and freezing wind 
Yet blistering vision in my mind 

Onward I must carry on 
As I hear the grandiose call 
Cold fog and freezing wind 
Yet blistering vision in my mind 

Sorrow and despair clouds my mind 
Soulless drifting on human soil 
Reflections of past life haunt me 
Dark deception… no consolation